My Golden Family's

The death of grandmother

Right where I was sitting in Junior High School Class VIII.When it was Wednesday, why did my hunch not feel good, anyway,but I keep running my day.Keep school and go home after I get the news that grandmother ,mother of father died.

"Kk, hurry up and get your book out, we have to go now."

"Where are we going?"

"We want to go to grandma's house, so mom got word from Auntie that grandma has died around 9 am"

"what?"

it was the only thing that came out of both of our mouths, after all Grandma, she was a good person, she loved to be angry just for the sake of kindness.

the last few years Grandma lived in the house we lived in, plus he was sick so he chose to stay with us.Compared at my aunt's house in my house probably will be more who will take care of her.They are more busy with the fields and her plants so often leave grandma alone who is sick at home.

Mama does not compare between parents and in-laws, maybe I take care of it more often, because it has become my duty to do homework.Start from feeding her, drinking, and bathing,although sometimes mom helps me if she's not downstairs.

Not only did my sister say that I was her favorite granddaughter, but my neighbors, too, saw me taking care of her more often.

"Udah son? Now bring each bag, carry your needs for a few days, maybe we'll stay there long enough."

"Udah mah, we're on foot, aren't we?"

"Yes, who's going to pick us up."

After a quite tiring journey for almost 3 hours we arrived, Mama could not hold back her tears, her tears broke.New father nyampe about 7 pm, the new, looking at us who were just silent she came.

"Already, everything has happened, already should have gone grandmother, and now she's not holding back her pain, don't cry anymore."

Almost a week of living there we went home after grandma was buried, it felt lonely, there was no longer a grandmother's voice that always called my name,no one else told me to take this and that.We went through until we forgot that grandma was gone.

The happy and sad thing that came after a few weeks after the death of the grandmother arrived.After the death of the grandmother, mama gave birth to a son.We are all happy not least Aunt and my om,the thing we've been waiting for a long time, now my brother is increasing, the place where we will tell stories in the future, which will replace our parents when they are old.

I loved him, just like my other brother, but it gave him a tough test at a very early age.

after the death of our family's grandmother got a disaster.Then it was mama

still pregnant old, you. Since returning home from the grandmother's house a few months ago, my mother felt her body itching all, rake here and there.Tak langkang a long time, the itching was not only felt by my mother, but we are family, but we are,except for my father and my oldest brother, it made me feel afraid that my body would itch until my present age.

schoolhouse

"Nur, why do you have hands, so many spots, itchy?

"Yes Mom, I don't know why this is"

"You go to the hot bath, maybe you can get well."

"Yes ma'am I'll try, thank you."

Every student called his mother PS, one of the teachers at my school who is my homeroom teacher.But thinking about the money that must be spent to go there the intention was I undo, the more days become so, the more,it feels itchy but if scratched will feel painful.I feel everyone away, maybe because of disgust with the current state of my family.Even my newborn sister was also affected, no one knows what disease, no one knows what,they were also asked about their midwifery, they were confused.

Maktua, the wife of his father's brother, he was a smart man, and what was predicted could really happen, many came to seek treatment for him.

Until one day we set out, except for my father, he chose to stay.Mother did not forbid, because he did not want bloodshed between the families.

medicating place

"What are you doing coming here?, let's say there's nothing you're hiding."

"like this, Mbah, I just want a cure, which will cure the disease my family is facing"

Even though she's your sister, she should still be called Mbah

"You know what caused my grandson to suffer?"

"Say Mbah, I really don't understand what we're dealing with right now."

"You know, that's when your son and your husband fell asleep, but you woke up and put one of your children to sleep on your lap, you were like stroking his head, you were dumb, you weren't sleeping,you hear the sound of horses running around your house for seven laps, but somehow you just keep quiet not moving from your seat, you

know why?"

"No Mbah"

"he was the culprit, he came in the middle of the night, when all had fallen asleep, he was not alone, but he had a friend of someone you knew,they plan to make you and your whole family die slowly with the body still alive but can't do anything because it's rotten and smelly, and in the end you die"

"Who is she Mbah"

He told me all the characteristics of the person who had caused all this, and I had no trouble finding the characteristics of the person called and his guess was correct.

"Do you know where he keeps them."

"no Mbah"

"right in the middle of your house he buried something there, but be calm I will make antidote until anything that has been planted there does not work."

"thank you Mbah, but what should I prepare for that?"

"only a white chicken without a single feather that is black, that's all and this is the cure for the cure for itching, you just need to apply the rest of your body and your children, you just need to apply it,apply from head to toe, and do not forget every use of any medicine keep praying."

"Good Mbah, thank you for everything"

scary enough, but what can be said, believe in the mystical thing does not mean no religion.Staying one night at Bude's house can at least let go of longing, before the morning must go home.

With diligent medicine given in the ole with routine after each bath.Wind the taste of crying feel the pain of a mixture of salt and lime and water put together.Silent but what can be said for the sake of healing.Sometimes my sister must be crying so as to withstand the pain caused by the drug.

Sorry y if the story is boring, but believe me writing this part I want to cry to remember it and the fear that I used to painstakingly forget to appear again with this part